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Chapter 351 ridicule, understanding, becoming

Author: Zui Haoyue

Ye Lan walked towards Yan Qingxue, sat down on the bed, casually picked up a handful of wet hair with his hands, and said, "Help me blow dry my hair."

Their actions were revealing and their words were natural, as if they had done it hundreds or thousands of times, and they were already an old couple with Yan Qingxue.

Yan Qingxue stared deeply at Ye Lan's back. His back was smooth and white, and his two shoulder blades were as perfect as a pair of butterfly wings. But these were not enough to attract Yan Qingxue's attention. What was important was the above.

The mark. Others have left it, but it was covered by her. Even after cleaning, there is no sign of dissipating at this moment. It is tenacious and solid and exists there. Under the sliding of drop after drop of water, it shines magnificently.

luster.

"What are you doing standing still? Why don't you go quickly?"

Ye Lan's urging sounded, and Yan Qingxue came to her senses and got up to find a hair dryer.

In the process, she finally understood why such a strong Su Muchen was so obedient to Ye Lan.

Not only is he very good at ordering people, everyone knows how to order others. Inertia will drive people to do so, and inertia is one of human nature. But if you don’t have the means and ability, who can you make obedient?

Ye Lan can make offers that almost anyone can't refuse, whether it's Su Muchen, Lin Qingshu, or even her...

But when did it start? When Yan Qingxue saw Ye Lan for the first time, the only thought in her mind was that this child was really ordinary. Other than that, she had no other thoughts. His value to her was zero.

.

But this young man whose value in her eyes was zero and who was "penniless" could gradually increase his worth step by step, so much so that he could now offer a price that made her heart beat...

Did Su Muchen fall into this trap step by step?

No wonder now, in order to get Ye Lan, Su Muchen is willing to pay an unimaginable price.

Thinking of this, Yan Qingxue couldn't help but smile.

At some point, she also fell to this point.

"Why are you laughing?" Ye Lan asked looking at Yan Qingxue holding a hair dryer.

"Nothing." Yan Qingxue slowly shook her head. In Ye Lan's nonchalant eyes, she gently touched his moist, soft black hair. Before the hot air from the hair dryer, she lowered her head and kissed him softly.

His hair.

Early the next morning, Ye Lan finished washing up, walked to the dining room, and saw breakfast laid out on the dining table.

Ye Lan raised his eyebrows: "Did you do it?"

Yan Qingxue had just taken off her apron, folded it together neatly with her two perfect hands, and put it into the disinfection cabinet. Then she turned around and nodded slightly: "Well, I did it. What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Ye Lan shook his head, just looking at the delicious breakfast in front of him, he couldn't help but draw a smile, "If your fans know that you use the hand of God to make such a greasy breakfast, I'm afraid

Will their jaws drop?"

There was a clear hint of joking in his tone.

"They are my patients, not fans." Yan Qingxue calmly pointed out the mistake in Ye Lan's words and walked towards the dining table.

Ye Lan pulled up the chair and sat down: "It doesn't make much difference. Your patient is sick. Those fans who regard you as their idol and even pretend to be sick to see you for the sake of chasing stars, aren't they also sick?"

"It's just here." Ye Lan smiled and pointed to his temple.

Yan Qingxue did not refute, but just pulled out the chair and sat down face to face with Ye Lan.

She lowered her head and glanced at her hands, then raised her head to look at Ye Lan. There was a hint of a smile on her cold and beautiful face: "I don't know if you think of how many surgeries I've had on my hands.

How much internal organs and blood are stained on your hands, will your jaw drop?"

As soon as these words came out, Ye Lan instantly became expressionless and put down his chopsticks: "I won't be shocked, I will just lose my appetite and stop eating."

He looked at Yan Qingxue with eyes full of anger and coldness. What he didn't like the most was to think of disgusting things while enjoying delicious food. This would make him lose his appetite and was also a blasphemy against delicious food!

System: The host is really persistent in his pursuit of delicious food.

Regarding Ye Lan's anger, Yan Qingxue had no intention of apologizing. She ate the breakfast in front of her unhurriedly and said calmly: "Did you give my Tengxuan signal to someone else?"

"I have nothing to do..." Ye Lan subconsciously wanted to deny it, but mid-sentence, she couldn't help but pause.

It seems, it seems, maybe...that the Teng signal was indeed given to someone.

"Why should I give your contact information to others when I have nothing to do?" Ye Lan still said this, snorted coldly, then picked up the chopsticks again and started to eat the breakfast in front of him.

Seeing this, under Yan Qingxue's slender eyelashes, a smile flashed in her eyes without glasses.

Ye Lan ate a little bit of breakfast this time. Although Yan Qingxue's breakfast was indeed delicious, she was threatened by her.

It can't be considered a threat, but it is true that at this moment, he does not have the confidence to lose his temper towards Yan Qingxue.

Fortunately, Yan Qingxue's purpose was just to let Ye Lan finish breakfast, and she had no intention of pursuing him. Of course, Ye Lan would not be stupid enough to ask Yan Qingxue if he had agreed to Fang Wutong's friend request.

Anyway, he was on a whim at the time, wanting to disgust Yan Qingxue, but ended up disgusting himself, so there was no need to mention it again.

After finishing breakfast, Ye Lan was still satisfied. He sat there with his back on the chair, patted his belly, and watched Yan Qingxue picking up the bowl. He had no idea of ​​helping.

If someone who admires Yan Qingxue sees it, their jaws will really drop.

Regarding this, Ye Lan didn't show any emotion in his eyes.

Please, there are ancient dragons who recognize him as their father. What's wrong with Yan Qingxue helping him pick up the bowl?

Yan Qingxue just picked up the dishes and chopsticks, not intending to wash them now. Instead, she looked at Ye Lan: "Going to school? Shall I see you off?"

"Yes." Ye Lan nodded, with a look of peace of mind on his face, "Sit for a while longer, I'll take a rest."

The system suddenly asked: "What happened to the dragon?"

Ye Lan was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Are you so curious? What can I do? I raised her as a daughter, but she just treated her as a rebellious girl. She rode me the day she came of age."

system:"……"

Okay, that's expected.

At this time, Ye Lan asked again inexplicably: "Are we here?"

System: "Yeah."

Ye Lan stood up, smiled at Yan Qingxue, walked forward and naturally took her arm with both hands: "Baby, let's go."
Chapter completed!
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